But he is alone, he's lost everything. Everyone that mattered, everyone that made him want to be a better person. Why was he made to live without them when he just learned that life was richer when lived for more than just himself. He-

It takes a moment, listening to Ryo's breathing, listening to the reassurance, letting it sink in, finding himself following along slowly. There was someone else next to him, so no he wasn't alone, not technically... it's a weak logical thought, but it's enough to pull himself up enough for air instead of letting the rough waters pull him back under. It was enough to settle his breathing from erratic and choked to something steady again, though still shaken, still upset.

"I'm-" he shakes his head, tries again, "Sorry, I-... what happened?" It could be so many things, he doesn't care, he just doesn't want to get asked about what he went through again.